Nixon University

XII : SICK

C H A P T E R 1 2 : SICK

Jordan's POV

"Kuya, bakit wala pa sila Blair, Kuya Andrew at Jack?"

"Don't even know. I've been calling Andrew but he didn't pick up the phone. Can you please call Blair? Ask them what happened at bakit wala pa sila rito. Lalabas na mamaya si Nick. And please tell them to hurry. Punta lang ako backstage."

"Okay! Okay! Easy, Kuya. Mahina ang kalaban."

"Faith Jordan."

"Sorry na."

I dialled Blair's phone number.

(Hello?)

(Ace! What the hell happened?? Bat wala ka pa dito?)

(Uhm... Sorry. *sniff* I'm not feeling well, Jordan. Pakisabi na lang kay Kuya Ryker. *sniff*)

(What the-? Are you crying?!)

(No. *sniff* I told you I'm not feeling well.)

(Okay. After this I'll go home immediately. Dyan ka lang ha. Call me when you need me, okay?)

(Yes. Yes. I'll be waiting.)

(Love you, Blair.)

(Love you too.)

And she hangs up. I'll call Kuya Andrew naman.

*ring*

After three rings he answered the phone.

(Hello.)

(Hello Kuya. Ang grudgy ng boses mo ha. Nyare?)

(Nothing. Why are you calling?)

(Bakit wala ka pa dito? Kuya's turning into a monster na because of you three tapos itatanong mo why am I calling?! Alam mo namang ngayon dadating si Nick diba?!)

(Blair's not there yet?)

(No. She's not here because she's not feeling well. Tinawagan ko na sya bago ikaw.)

(What about Jack?)

(Uhm...)

"Cason, si Jack?"

(Kuya, si Jack daw nandito na. Ang sungit-sungit nga e. Ayaw makipag-socialize. Badtrip ata. Pumunta ka na kasi dito. President ka ng SSG diba? So kaylangan ka dito.)

(Alright. I'll be there.)

(And please check on Blair before you go here please, Kuya?)

(I will.)

And he hangs up.

On the other hand, our friendly neighborhood Jack here is drinking too much beer. Kala mo pasan palagi ang mundo nitong taong to.

"Hoy Jack."

"What."

"Drinking too much? Lagot ka kay Kuya nyan."

"I don't care."

"Kuya will get mad. Bahala ka."

"Hell, I don't care."

Kainis to. Ah alam ko na.

"Blair doesn't like guys who drink too much."